Red Tide chapter 3

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Anna Maria hadn't physically changed dramatically in the past four years, her long raven locks still fell in messy waves down her back, her ebony skin glowed gold in the light of the smithy fire, and her calloused hands grasped the dagger as firmly as they ever had. But Anna Maria was not the same woman Will had met 4 years ago and he couldn't quite place why. her skin was discolored in patches on her arms, the result of severe burns will noticed and her eyes were cold, Will mused that even the fires reflection in their chocolate depths couldn't warm them. But it was not that that bothered him. "Anna? What are you doing?" Will questioned. "Follow'n orders" Anna Maria responded coldly. Will relaxed as Anna lessened the pressure of the knife on his throat, but she soon proceeded to bring the handle down on his head, his eyes widening with shock as he fell into darkness. "I'm sorry Will, following orders. my last orders, I hope ye can forgive me." Anna whispered out the words, and as she did her cold eyes glistened with a dampness that she hurriedly blinked away..

Jack's thoughts were focused on only one thing: Saul. His shoulder throbbed rhythmically from the wound Saul had inflicted and the throbbing only added to his fury. Yet despite his blood lust Jack had never felt so utterly afraid. Saul would return the next night and Jack shook as he remembered Saul's proposition. a proposition that was becoming decidedly harder to refuse.

It happened about 8th months ago; right after the Pearl had docked in Tortuga. The crew was spread amongst various taverns, letting the gold slip from their hands into the eager pockets of whores and bartenders. Jack himself was downing the last of his rum, looking sadly at the mug as the last drop slid slowly down the side, trickling into his mouth. Jack paid the bartender and turned to leave, he wanted to feel the deck slide under his feet and the salty air nip at his skin, and he didn't like spending too much time on dry land. Jack swaggered down toward the docks, smiling as he caught sight of the pearl. Jack was just about to signal cotton to lower the plank so he could bored when he heard a sound to his right. Jacks casually groped for his sword, caressing the hilt and waiting for another sound. Jack spun around and smirked as he heard the sound of metal against metal. His opponent was a tall man, dwarfing Jacks 5'8 frame. The man's skin was pale and his hair was tied back in a greasy mess of dark auburn, his eyes flashed a dull brown and his face sported a lazy grin. "Now, now sparrow, your awfully jumpy now aren't you? I have just come to give you a proposition." Jack didn't believe the bastard for a minute, people rarely wanted to just "talk" to Capt. Jack Sparrow. Jack took up a defensive stance and waited for the man to talk.

Saul took his time, drawing out each syllable and watching in amusement as jacks body stiffened and his dark, yet shinning eyes, narrowed dangerously. "Yes sparrow, that's right little bird, for that is what you are, a little bird who is being stalked by a cat..I have been watching you, as I have others through the generations, yet you interest me and I have come to give you something I never gave the others." " I am offering immortality my dear little bird, the thing which men have searched in vain for, for generations." "But be warned Sparrow, you may not refuse me, and if you try." Saul leaned in closer and whispered out the words into sparrows ear, his breathe sending shivers down Jacks spine. "The sea around you will be soaked in blood and the morning tide will roll in on crimson waves."

Jack shifted his feet slightly and in one fluid moment brought his blade to Saul's throat. "Tried the living dead thing mate, there's always a catch, and I don't think you are in any place to threaten me with any o' your red tide nonsense...""Saul" Saul said, his voice sliding from his lips like silk. "I want nothing to do with you offer Saul," jacks voice lowered threateningly, "savvy?" with that last word he shoved his sword downward into Saul's gut, and pushed his body into the sea. Jack then proceeded to call on cotton and leaped aboard the Pearl and headed to his cabin in his usual, swaggering fashion. Unaware of the dark form slowly dragging itself onto the dock.

"Your choice Sparrow" Saul rasped out, as he hauled himself out of the water then slid quickly into the nearest side street, out of the bustling night life of Tortuga, and cutting into another mans life as he found his target. Saul relished in the ecstasy of death as blood slid slowly down his throat. Sparrow would come to him, out of desperation..